Type-Moon, I, Matou Sakura, rewrite my destiny

As Morgan solved some problems in the Camelot region after he ascended the throne, Morgan quickly joined forces with Sakura and the magicians of the royal family to solve the problem of power shortage in Camelot.

The various mythical beasts summoned by Morgan himself from the nearby woodlands, and the 'Stone Pillar Guards' created by Sakura and the magicians in the palace, were all in place when Merlin went to Sir Ector's territory to find Altria.

Standing on the wall of the palace, he looked at the phantom beasts that appeared from time to time in the city not far away and held down some criminals.

Sakura couldn't help but wonder if this guy Morgan knew any druid magic.

"Looks like it's calmed down... Sister Leader, are you really planning to go out and look for the gods of this era in the next few days?"

"If you have no objection, Sakura, then so be it."

She pursed her lips and tentatively used the energy in her body to touch the foundation of Pandora's ritual hidden in her soul.

Sakura, who had already exchanged and mastered everything needed for the Pandora Ritual, had indeed never used this "trump card" before.

"Then Sister Leader... give it a try."

111. Earl of Glamorgan——Altoria!

Time inadvertently began to pass quickly, and Camelot fell into chaos as Morgan ascended the throne.

Exactly one year after Morgan ascended the throne.

Even with the current transportation conditions in Britain, all kinds of news about the Kingdom of Camelot spread throughout the British Isles within a year.

It can be said that from Ireland to Wales, from Scotland to Ireland, and even across the sea, Rome, which was also in chaos, had received all kinds of news about the Kingdom of Camelot.

For most people, the news about Camelot was just another topic of conversation after dinner.

But for some people, it is not the case.

To the north of Britain is the Scottish region, which is still a wild and desolate land.

Here, there are no brick and stone castles like those in the south, and there are no knights or nobles.

What we have is only the purest and most original British tribe.

At this time, in a "town" made of wood and tents in the Scottish Highlands, in the center, there is a rough hall built of huge logs.

All the prominent tribal leaders in Scotland gathered here.

Sitting almost lying down on the huge 'throne' covered with animal skins, Vortigern, the ruler of all northern Britain, with titles such as the British Dragon, the King of the Highlands, and the Lord of the Barbarians, was supporting his chin with his right hand and examining every tribal leader in the hall with a look of contempt.

"Just you guys?"

In response to Vortigern's question, a tribal leader who was tall and muscular like a human bear walked out of the crowd tremblingly, then knelt on his knees and prostrated himself before Vortigern, responding without daring to breathe.

"Great Vortigern....the tribes that responded to your call are here..."

A wisp of flame with violent magical power burst out from Vortigern's right nostril in front of the trembling tribal leaders.

Then, Vortigern, who seemed to be lying on the "throne", really stood up and walked to the tribal leader who was kneeling on the ground.

Looking down at such a tiny man, Vortigern was over three meters tall, with a fist even bigger than the head of the tribal leader who was already considered tall among humans on the ground.

He immediately let out an angry roar, and then in front of all the tribal leaders in the hall, he stomped the tribal leader into a pulp.

"Right now, gather all the troops of your tribe. If anyone behaves like this incompetent wretch, that will be your fate!"

Dissatisfied, he stomped heavily on the mass of flesh, and the whole hall began to shake as Vortigern trampled on it.

Vortigern was quite unhappy that he had so few subordinates. He then looked at every tribal leader present with a tyrannical look.

No one dared to argue. Vortigern's tribes had suffered heavy losses in the battle with King Uther more than ten years ago and had not yet recovered.

No one dared to point out to Vortigern that they did not have enough food for Vortigern to gather an army for an expedition this summer.

Under Vortigern's tyrannical gaze, they could only walk out of the hall in an orderly manner like trembling quails, and hurried back to their tribes to gather the army.

With one kick, he scooped up the mud mixed with blood and flesh on the ground and kicked it out of his hall of Vortigern.

Then, Vortigern, who would never show such a side of himself in front of his subordinates, waited until the hall was empty again, and returned to his throne with a trace of fatigue and loss.

"Even you have left me, Uther... Perhaps it is time to purge Britain of the humans who have defiled it."

Located near a forest in the former Kingdom of Camelot.

Smoke, symbolizing the smell of fireworks, is rising from a village on the edge of the forest.

In the golden wheat fields, villagers with happy faces are preparing dinner after a busy day.

In the former Kingdom of Camelot, which is now rife with war, this place seems like the legendary paradise on earth.

Outside the village, on the path leading to the forest, smelling the fragrance mixed with the smoke in the air, carrying a huge wild boar on her shoulders and wearing an armor made of animal skin, Artoria's steps became much lighter.

Seeing Altria's brisk steps, carrying a demon pig that was much larger than the wild boar on Altria's shoulders, Kai, who was sweating profusely and covered in blood, couldn't help but smile dotingly.

It has been a year, a whole year since Merlin visited Sir Ector's territory and took the two "brothers and sisters" away.

In the first six months, Artoria and Kai followed Merlin as adventurers and traveled across half of Britain.

Along the way, Altria witnessed war, famine, death, plague... almost all the ugliness in the world. She was like a sponge. She was frowning every day and constantly forced herself to learn more knowledge from Merlin.

During that half year, Kai's disgust towards Merlin reached a peak.

After all, Kai couldn't understand why Merlin wanted Altria to witness and experience all this.

As Kai's sister and Merlin's disciple, shouldn't she, Altria, live her life happily with a smile?

However, half a year later, when they arrived at the edge of the forest, Merlin handed the document he obtained from Morgan to Altria.

Kai seemed to be gradually beginning to understand Merlin.

Earl of Glamorgan Forest, this is the document that Merlin gave to Artoria, granting Artoria the title.

Although the Earldom of Glamorgan is just an uninhabited area, most of it is covered by forests.

But no matter what, Kai had to thank Merlin for helping Altria rise directly from the adopted daughter of a small knight to the earl who controlled a place.

In the following six months, while learning a lot of knowledge and martial arts from Merlin, Kai and he went to the surrounding areas to recruit war refugees. Kai built this village bit by bit, and saw all kinds of incredible things in Altria.

Extraordinary affinity, extremely sharp intuition, amazing judgment and a learning ability that makes a group of geniuses ashamed to the point of committing suicide.

Kai, who witnessed all the miraculous qualities of his sister with his own eyes, seemed to have unconsciously regarded his sister as some kind of chosen one.

'Perhaps this is why Merlin chose to be Altria's teacher, and perhaps this is why Merlin took Altria and me on the previous adventure... Perhaps Altria can save this troubled world!'

In the past six months, Kai had countless similar thoughts in his mind. In this way, he began to obey Altria's orders through self-brainwashing...

112. The village and the king’s stomach, the growing Altria.

Back in the village, the house had a yard and was not much different from the houses in other villages except that it was slightly bigger.

Altria threw the wild boar on her shoulder onto the cart in the yard. Without even bothering to wipe the sweat from her forehead, she drew the dagger at her waist and cut off one of the hind legs from the wild boar.

Smelling the aroma of food wafting from the house, Altria, who couldn't wait to have a big meal, held up the pork leg she had just cut and shook it at Kai who had just put down the magic pig.

"Brother, I'm going to roast the pork leg. Can you help deliver today's prey to the slaughterhouse in the market?"

Looking at Altria who had started swallowing her saliva like a greedy cat.

With a happy smile, Kai pushed the cart neatly and headed towards the market without saying a word.

There was no time to pay attention to Kai. Altria, who had been hunting for an entire afternoon, was already growling with hunger.

He rushed into the kitchen in the room carrying the pork leg.

He gave a bright smile to the peasant woman who was helping him prepare dinner, then walked over to Merlin who was cooking something and took a look at the wild vegetable stew that Merlin was making.

Altria's stomach growled as she sniffed the aroma.

He wiped his saliva while Merlin and the village woman whispered, then immediately went to the water tank in the kitchen and cleaned the whole pig leg he had just cut.

Three pots, five stoves... This may be the reason why the house where Altria lives is slightly larger than the houses in the village.

Soon, the setting sun gradually disappeared into the horizon.

With five stoves running at full power, a dinner that was not very sumptuous but definitely filling was prepared.

After the peasant woman loaded up the food her family needed, she smiled and waved goodbye to Altria and Merlin.

Kai, pushing an empty cart, returned shortly afterwards.

The three of them sat together in front of a large table that took up at least one-fifth of the house.

After a whole day of hard work, the dinner that Altria had been looking forward to since breakfast finally arrived.

The pork leg that had been roasted to a golden and crispy texture and sliced ​​into slices, the wild vegetable stew that was made based on Merlin's many years of experience in brewing potions, and the big pot of batter that was carefully prepared by the village woman who had come to help Altria's family.

This was the dinner for Altria and the other two.

They looked at each other in tacit understanding, and as Altria's stomach began to charge, Merlin and Kai immediately picked up their plates and poured their own portions into their plates in a few seconds.

Then, the shocking dinner began.

She has a small cherry mouth and a slim figure, and her belly doesn't even look round or round.

But...for some reason, Altria could easily finish the food for dozens of people.

Quickly stuffing the food on their plates into their mouths, Merlin and Kai stared at Altria, who was finishing the food on the table in an elegant manner, with extreme vigilance.

It seemed as if he was afraid that Altria would finish eating before he did.

In less than a minute, a whole pig leg became a small pile of bones on the table, and a large pot of stew weighing more than ten pounds also quickly entered Altria's stomach, which was like a black hole.

Just as Merlin and Kai, as if keeping track of time, turned to the plates in their hands and patted their slightly bulging bellies with satisfaction.

The last big pot of batter on the table went into Altria's mouth without a drop left.

"Phew~ I'm full!"

Looking at Altria, who had a satisfied look on her face and a blush of happiness, Merlin suddenly rolled his eyes and asked.

"a bit?"

"About eight-tenths full."

Altria, who was extremely serious about food and had no embarrassment at all, scratched her head and then stated in a decisive manner how full she was at the moment.

"Sure enough, your appetite has increased again... Oh, by the way, tomorrow is Wednesday, and it's Kai's turn to hunt alone again. Kai, you won't let Altria starve, will you?"

Merlin looked at Kai with a teasing but malicious look.

For a moment Kai was stunned.

"Eight points?...it's increased again!"

He swallowed unnaturally, and then seemed to put on a mask of pain.

If there was anything that Kai was dissatisfied with Artoria, it was probably only her still-growing appetite.

As a serious and responsible lord, Artoria naturally could not go hunting every day, and she would not be willing to let the majority of the villagers who had just established their own families to bear her meals.

What's more, with only half a year left and one season's wheat harvest not yet complete, this village formed by refugees has little surplus food.

Therefore, almost all of Altria's food depends on daily hunting.

Altria ate part of the meat herself and gave part to the villagers, while Merlin was responsible for taking the rest of the usable materials to other towns to sell every once in a while and exchanging them for food and tools.

With a hint of embarrassment on her face, Altria smiled at Kai sheepishly.

"Brother, how about I try to finish the placement of the newcomers as early as possible tomorrow, so that I can have some time to catch some fish in the stream?"

As a brother, how could I let my sister starve?

Although he is not yet a sister-con, Kai, who loves Altria very much, is not much less of a sister-con.

He naturally couldn't accept that Altria couldn't even have enough food to eat.

'It seems I have to get up early and go to the forest tomorrow...'

"No, there are hundreds of refugees coming this time. We need to organize and build houses for them, arrange their future work, and explain the laws you have made... I will go alone tomorrow as usual."

As Kai spoke, he rolled his eyes at Merlin in displeasure.

Kai knew that although he couldn't escape the hunt tomorrow, he would not be in a good mood to Merlin, who had been exposed now and made him feel heartbroken.

Seeing Kai rolling his eyes at him, Merlin, who had been planning to pretend not to see it, suddenly rolled his eyes.

Then he spoke.